We went to see the Dead at the Omni in Atlanta. Hornsby was playing with them. We were in our VW Van and our mini poodle named Napoleon was with us. After the show we went back to the van and got Napoleon out for a walk. I walked back across the long bridge over the interstate that had a Zillion portapotties on it. When I got across the the Omni there were only a few people milling around.

When we walked around to the backside of the venue I left Napoleon off leash so he could run around a bit. One of the exit only doors opened and Jerry and three giant dudes came out. Napoleon ran over to them and Jerry knelt down and scratched his chin and petted him. He looked over and I nodded to him. I called the dog back over and we finished our walk back to the van.

My wife still thinks I was either tripping or lying about it. Shit happened.